quigonejinn: (im - merchant of death)
Two recs

  • The Medley of Élan Vital by [livejournal.com profile] sidhefaer.

    Astounding goodness, people. Tony and the making of Jarvis. It's mostly dialogue, which tells you how good it is if I not only got all the way through it, but adored it and have read it over and over and over and over again. Plus, the characterization of Tony. Plus, the characterization. Plus, the writing. Spare and precise as something really, really spare and precise.
    The next morning, Rhodey leaves, and Tony tells Jarvis all about hangovers.


  • Pools, part 1, by [livejournal.com profile] anvil_of_wrong.

    I mean, I can't even. I supposedly had something to do with this in that I suggested the basic narrative structure to [livejournal.com profile] montana_crows about tracing Tony's life through various stages of fuck-upedry by doing a series of short bits about pools. This is the one about Tony being a kid and Obie and Howard and the family house in the Adirondacks. It starts out easy enough, right? But then [livejournal.com profile] anvil_of_wrong just takes it and runs and forges not just wrong out of it, but something so goddamn right in the sparest, most precise and insightful language you can ever possibly imagine and, as a bonus, there is [livejournal.com profile] anvil_of_wrong's trademark ability to mix in history geekery, so that as you're reading, your mind just boggles at how she can know these things and fit them together so well. Also, the characterization.
    "Yeah, it's nice. Howard won it at Los Alamos or something. A bet with one of the guys."


    As usual: WHY ARE YOU STILL READING THIS POST. GO READ.
  • quigonejinn: (im - fortune 100 motherfucker)
    Get Your Gun, I'm Done by [livejournal.com profile] rocknload
    Post-movie and the aftermath. And. Holy shit, guys. Holy shit. I have no idea how to even talk about this coherently without collapsing into a pile of unholy glee. Because, you know, I've been whining bitterly on all fandom fronts about how the volume of good Iron Man fanfiction has been disgustingly low these days, with [livejournal.com profile] amonitrate's Sentinel series being the only regular thing around.

    No more, guys. [livejournal.com profile] rocknload blew thew goddamn door off the hinges. Post-movie Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Jim Rhodes. Jarvis. Bruce Banner. Betsy Ross. Thunderbolt Ross. Nick Fury. STEEEEEEEEEEVE. And more Tony Stark, in a way where it's hard to quote just one piece because the way [livejournal.com profile] rocknload writes, everything just gets developed and fleshed out and made so rich and resonant and, yet, strikingly spare. This has become one of my new go-to fics when I'm feeling troubled about my own writing and need something to clean me up and help me get focused. She is just that good at taking perfectly written bits of ouch and layering them into. Like. I don't know.

    A freight train of monumental pain.

    A freight train of phenomenally written monumental pain. A freight train so well-written that you wish you'd written it yourself, except you know that it wouldn't be half as good, and that would be a goddamn shame because.
    In September, Tony’s in his kitchen, which he never uses, and he’s washing down a pepperoni and sausage pizza with brandy.
    WHY ARE YOU STILL READING THIS ENTRY? GOOOOOOOOOO.
    quigonejinn: (im - we were young)
    Daghlian had died after twenty-one days of agony the year before, fucking with the same piece of plutonium, and Slotin had spent days at his bedside, Howard remembers. More than the rest of them.

    They'd called it the Demon Core after that. Blew it up in the Marshall Islands less than two months later.
    Prompt Critical by [livejournal.com profile] anvil_of_wrong. Tony, Howard, Obadiah, and Maria. It's the whole gang. Los Alamos stories on Howard's knee, Obadiah babysitting, and Richard Feynmann juggling open beer bottles at Tony's birthday party. I mean. Demon cores, the walking dead, and the characterizations. Tiny Tony building things on the floor while his father is away being an industrialist! Tiny Tony falling asleep in his scale model suit!

    And have I mentioned the Los Alamos stories? And Howard being FAIL at parenting?

    Also, if you read between the lines or go back for a second reading? Holy shit.
    quigonejinn: (im - every inch a soldier & visitor)
    Home Theater
    Untitled
    over and over again (1, 2)
    protect you from yourself (part 1, 2).
    no, that's MINE (1, 2)
    Series of responses by the same author to the Porn Battle over on IJ, so yes, mostly NC-17 bringing the amazing, brain-liquefying, super-awesome porn, but oh God, bucketloads of issues, characterization so good and thorough and perfect, and the stories basically form a mini-universe unto themselves whether the author intended it to be or not, about Tony and Rhodey and the heartbreaking progression to War Machine and then, maybe, to Extremis? I don't know. I've taken the liberty of arranging the stories above into approximate order of Tony broken-ness.

    I mean, this shit is so well thought out and detailed that, as [livejournal.com profile] dafnap pointed, these comment-fics involve speculative textiles. And, you know. This kind of heartbreak:
    Christ, the man's a lunatic; thirty-four-year-old Scotch on the minibar, and he swallows his goddamn mouthwash?
    TOOOONNNY.

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